After the transaction is completed, the other party turns around and wants to leave.
"etc"
Zhou Zheng shouted, and the warrior suddenly became a little nervous. It’s not his fault. Few people buy the venom of the Red Shell Venomous Scorpion. Even if they do, it’s only a few people. The price given is not high. Many people who have killed the Red Shell Venomous Scorpion have purchased it.
Scorpion warriors just want some scorpion armor and check if there are any star crystals, and they will throw them away.
Now it's not easy for someone to offer such a tempting price. If the other party regrets it, it will be all in vain.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"hehe"
Zhou Zheng laughed and said: "Make a friend. In the future, if you still have venom above tenth level, I will give you as much venom as you want. For whatever level of venom, I will give you the price of the same level."
"Really, really?" The other party became happy
"Of course, do you think I am happy about this?" Zhou Zheng said seriously.
The other party shook his head: "It doesn't look like that. Well, let's get to know Zou Hongcheng."
"Yiyi Zheng" Zhou Zheng gave a pseudonym. He took out an ordinary communicator and said: "My communication number is 123456."
Zou Hongcheng glanced at Zhou Zheng strangely. He was a little shocked by this number.
In the Burial Ground, the number of the communicator often represents a person's strength. A number like this is a number that is not publicly issued. You can get it on Monday right now, and you are somewhat powerful. Just this number, you will know
The other party is not kidding
Zou Hongcheng took out his communicator, added Zhou Zheng's communication signal and said: "No problem, I will notify you of Venom."
After Zou Hongcheng left, Zhou Zheng changed hands and threw the venom into the thief's backpack.
One after another, some scattered warriors sold some of the venom in their hands. Generally speaking, it was not much.
Toxic mutant beasts are extremely difficult to deal with. If you are not careful, the chance of death if poisoned is too high. The warrior's physical fitness can handle ordinary poisons, but if it is too poisonous, it will be fatal.
Like black snakes, there are almost no warriors in the Snake Valley where they are located, and their number is increasing.
…
After setting up the stall here for more than an hour, I received a total of venom from three mutant beasts.
The price is not expensive. Generally, Zhou Zheng pays them according to the star crystals that the mutant beasts of the same level can produce.
At noon, Zhou Zheng first went to the Warriors Guild to place an order to purchase venom, and then found a good restaurant to solve the problem of lunch.
afternoon
Zhou Zheng did not take a break and continued to set up his stall.
Wanting to harvest more venom, Zhou Zheng planned to stay here for a few days. After all, the purchase of venom here needs to be spread through warriors. In addition, some warriors will take the initiative to find the bad luck of toxic mutant beasts when they see the profit.
It all takes time
In the evening, countless warriors began to return
One after another, some venom was purchased from the warriors, but the quantity was not large.
Zhou Zheng sat blankly in front of the stall. With the return of the warriors from the entire Western Town, the place finally became lively. The returning warriors, carrying a large amount of materials and so on, naturally triggered a new round of snatching by the acquirers.
Throughout the night, Zhou Zheng only received a dozen copies of venom.
All this is expected, Zhou Zheng is not in a hurry
After closing the stall and returning to the hotel, Zhou Zheng waded in the bathtub, soaking his body in hot water. He stared at the water with an indescribable enjoyment. Zhou Zheng was thinking about what to do next, especially Ocean Group, and what he was responsible for.
District 47 needs to find a way out for them
Zhou Zheng’s plan is actually an endless wild fruit forest in the east
Inspiration, naturally, comes from the black fruit bushes in Titan City
The existence of black juice has a price but no market. If the entire 47th District is treated as a company, not to mention how much money can be made, but at least giving each of them a job, it can still be done given the vastness of this wild fruit forest.
, it shouldn’t be difficult to provide such a large number of positions
You must know that making juice requires a lot of processes in a series of projects.
Specifically, Zhou Zheng can only give one direction, and it still needs the Ocean Group and the administrative center of District 47 to implement it.
After leaving for almost two weeks, Zhou Zheng of course gave Xiang Shihan a call.
Taking out the satellite communicator, hundreds of messages rushed out the moment it was turned on.
Zhou Zheng was startled for a moment, and then he turned it over and saw that almost all of them were acquaintances. These were just unanswered calls, and some were text messages.
After reading through it, Zhou Zheng couldn't believe that he was actually nominated to become the God of War.
While Zhou Zheng was deep in thought, the satellite communicator rang.
"Thunder Tiger?"
Thinking of this man who looked like an iron tower, Zhou Zheng showed a smile and took it without hesitation. It can be said that Lei Hu and his Thunder God team were completely tied to their own chariot.
"Special Envoy Zhou, we finally got through." Lei Hu's voice came out, filled with indescribable joy.
This is not to blame Lei Hu, but Zhou Zheng seems to have disappeared, just for two weeks in the new world. Who is not worried? The mortality rate of warriors is extremely high. You may still be able to fight with him today
You talk and laugh, but the next day, you may receive news of his death.
There are countless examples of this
Zhou Zheng smiled lightly: "Why, are you looking for me if you have any urgent matter?"
Lei Hu was stunned for a moment and said, "You still don't know?"
"I just received the news," Zhou Zheng replied. There was so much information in it that he didn't even have time to read it.
Lei Hu shook his head and said: "I have been helping you collect Qi Zhiyong's information for a period of time. Now I will pass it on to you so that you can have a detailed understanding of your opponent."
After a while, a confirmation option for data transfer appears.
After Zhou Zheng made his choice, a piece of information was passed over
"Special Envoy Zhou, take a look."
After Lei Hu hung up the phone, Zhou Zheng looked through the information. Listed above were all the information Qi Zhiyong could collect, including his strength, characteristics, etc., the armor-piercing value of the warriors used, and so on.
Have a record
Zhou Zheng just took a quick glance, turned off the satellite communicator and threw it into his backpack.
To Zhou Zheng, Qi Zhiyong was just like a clown.
"God of War?"
Zhou Zheng was leaning on the bathtub, thinking silently, then a faint smile appeared, and then he sank into the water of the bathtub
…
next day
Zhou Zheng had already set up the purchased stall in the previous stall.
Early in the morning, most warriors will get up early and enter the wild
But there are also some warriors who returned last night and did not have time to process the materials. Every time they enter the wild, they need a few days to buffer. In order to release the pressure, the sex industry in Western Town is extremely developed, which can be seen everywhere.
Upright nightclubs and other places
In the Boneyard, these are all legal.
After waiting for a while, I bought a few more copies.
While waiting for the poison-making skill to cool down, Zhou Zheng put in all the venom he bought from Zou Hongcheng yesterday and determined the poison-making skill.
After a while, eight red-shell poisonous scorpions appeared in the backpack
"Eight servings, each serving can be used 11 times, a little more than one high purple, which is pretty good."
Zhou Zheng murmured, only a wealthy person like him would not take Gao Zi's heart seriously.
Seeing that the poison-making skills were cooling down again, Zhou Zheng shook his head. Eight copies were enough for him to use for one morning at most. It was better to purchase the same type of venom. As long as they were of the same type, he could almost stack a huge amount and make the poison at once.
come out
As if thinking of something, Zhou Zheng took out the satellite communicator again.
Soon, the communicator Zhou Zheng dialed was connected, and a slightly thin voice came out: "Zhou Zheng?"
There is an uncertainty in the voice
Zhou Zheng nodded with a smile and said: "Hu Yang, I haven't contacted you for a long time. You are really elusive. Where is the dragon now?" He suddenly felt that Hu Yang's voice was a little strange, as if he was lowering his voice?
"day"
Suddenly, Hu Yang uttered a curse word: "Damn, I've been found out, Zhou Zheng, I'm not done with you anymore."
As he spoke, the communicator suddenly hung up.
Zhou Zheng looked at each other, then shook his head with a wry smile, feeling that his communication was really ill-timed. This Hu Yang must be squatting in a certain position, observing the unknown mutant beast, right? And his communication should be to let
he was exposed
"This Hu Yang is so unlucky, isn't he?" Zhou Zheng was dumbfounded.
Ten minutes later, Zhou Zheng's satellite communicator rang.
"Zhou Zheng, you bastard, you almost killed me." Hu Yang didn't care about Zhou Zheng's status as a strong man, he just cursed him. Just now, he was chased by an extremely fast mutant beast. If
It's not that he has some abilities, I'm afraid he'll be dead
Zhou Zheng smiled lightly: "Isn't this why I still have my life?"
"Depend on!"
Hu Yang cursed, then his voice calmed down and he said: "I said Zhou Zheng, hurry up if you fart, you are busy."
Zhou Zheng knew that Hu Yang should be in the wild, so he didn't bother with anything, and said: "I need a lot of venom, preferably from the same mutant beast. I know you have some in your hands, and you have many friends. As long as it is above the tenth level,
, I want them all”
"What do you want so much poison for?"
Hu Yang didn't wait for Zhou Zheng to answer, and said again: "Forget it, I won't ask you why, I have some in my hand. I will give it to your friends when I get back. I don't know. I will give you the news then.
I have to do my mission all over again. If you don’t make it up to me when you go back, I will be the devil to help you." As he said this, the communication was already hung up.
Zhou Zheng smiled bitterly and threw the satellite communicator into his backpack
(Second update, please vote for me, haha!) (To be continued...)